Chapter 23 Water Outage
Biesong Community.
The hot water from the bathroom heater splashed on her head, and her soft, long, straight black hair was wet and filled with foam. Just as she was about to wash it clean, the water on her head stopped.
Zhu Wendong turned the water on and off several times but there was no response. He had just paid the water bill a while ago, so it was impossible that there was no water.
She wiped the water stains in front of her eyes, casually wrapped a bath towel around herself, and with foam all over her head, she left the bathroom to call the property management.
The maintenance worker has gone off work, so we can only wait until tomorrow to come and fix it.
Zhu Wendong stood in the living room with foam all over his head, staring at the big white dog.
Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Zhu Wendong didn't feel anything was wrong and walked over to open the door.
A faint smell of alcohol drifted in through the crack in the door. Qi Yanxue leaned against the door, staring at her with dark eyes: "What are you doing?"
Zhu Wendong smelled alcohol and asked him, "Have you been drinking?"
The girl had a bath towel wrapped around her chest, and her fair arms and a large area in front of her collarbone were exposed. Under the dark light, her skin was dazzlingly white, as white as cream.
Her head was covered with bubbles and her slender snow-white neck was hung with water droplets, making her look like a perfect and delicate doll.
The fire buried in Qi Yanxue's bloodline was ready to erupt at any moment. His voice was a little hoarse: "I drank, but I'm not blind."
Zhu Wendong felt an inexplicable chill on his neck. He subconsciously touched it and then realized his current attire.
It felt like a row of crows were flying overhead.
Before Zhu Wendong could make the next move, a man's voice rang out above his head: "I'll give you five minutes."
Then there was a loud "bang" and the door was closed.
Zhu Wendong paused as she turned around. Her home had no water supply, so giving her ten minutes would be useless.
She stood there and pondered for a while, then finally put on a loose pajamas on her upper body, opened the door again, and whispered.
"Qi Yanxue, the water supply is cut off at my house."
A pair of bright eyes looked at him from the crack in the door, with a hint of embarrassment in their eyes.
Qi Yanxue had no doubts about it. He was feeling languid after drinking a bit of wine, so he teased, "I thought you were going to force yourself on me."
“…”
How can you still be so reckless at this time?
Zhu Wendong bit his lower lip with his pearly teeth, pressed his lips into a straight line, and said nothing.
Qi Yanxue slowly stood up, his eyes dark and deep, with an unclear meaning: "Do you dare to go to my house?"
What's there to be afraid of? Didn't she just go there during the day?
Zhu Wendong nodded like a chick pecking at rice. Nothing had been solved yet, and now the most important thing was that his head was covered in bubbles.
Qi Yanxue's eyes lingered on her expression for a second, trying to find any abnormality, but there was none.
He sighed imperceptibly, turned and walked towards his home, entered the password and opened the door for her.
"Go straight through the door, and the first room on your left is the bathroom."
Zhu Wendong walked past him with his arms folded and said calmly, "I know, this is exactly the same house as it was back then."
The night was very quiet. The warm light in the corridor above was obviously dim, but Qi Yanxue felt that it was dazzling, like a hammer hitting his nerves bit by bit, making a muffled sound.
"That's all I need to know."
Zhu Wendong walked straight into his house, as familiar as if it were his own home, and went into the bathroom naturally.
When they were in their freshman year and were dating, neither of them wanted to live in the dormitory of University A, so they simply bought a house near University A. The house that Qi Yanxue lives in now is simply a replica of that one.
Even if Zhu Wendong had a bad memory, he recognized him the first time he saw him.
After all, every bit of love we once had happened in reality, and it is an indelible mark.
After Zhu Wendong washed off the foam on his head, he walked out of the bathroom and saw Qi Yanxue lying on the sofa in the living room. He supported his forehead with his palm and his brows were furrowed.
The big white dog stood obediently at his feet, curled up into a fluffy ball.
Judging from his appearance, he must have drunk a lot of wine tonight.
But unlike her who could only drink one glass at a time, Qi Yanxue was a good drinker and it was rare for him to drink so much.
Zhu Wendong stood at the far end of the sofa and said in a low voice, "Qi Yanxue, I'm done using the bathroom. I'm leaving first."
Qi Yanxue still had his eyes closed and did not reply.
Zhu Wendong did not disturb his rest, walked lightly back to her home, and waited for her to dry her hair and change into clean pajamas.
The door knocked again and she opened it.
Qi Yanxue changed into a loose home outfit, his hair slightly damp. He lowered his head and asked her, "Can you make a hangover soup?"
How can I not do it?
He taught her how to make hangover soup.
Zhu Wendong was stunned for two seconds and responded briefly.
Qi Yanxue said slowly, "Make me a bowl of hangover soup, and I'll give you a discount on the necklace."
No one will not bow down in front of money.
So I wish Wendong to compromise decisively. Any hesitation for a second would be disrespectful to the money.
She thought about what she needed for the hangover soup and realized she didn't have any at home. She said to him, "I don't have any ingredients at home. Do you have any?"
Qi Yanxue responded, "Let's go to my house."
The hangover soup is actually very simple to make. Wash the apples and oranges, cut them into pieces, put them into a pot with cold water, add a little rock sugar after the water boils, then cook for a few minutes, and finally add some honey after cooling.
Zhu Wendong reached the last step and asked him sideways, "Where do you keep your honey?"
Qi Yanxue leaned against the door with his arms folded across his chest, his expression dull: "Don't you know?"
“…”
The decoration style is the same as it was back then, so the things can’t be placed the same way as they were back then.
Even if it was the same, she would have forgotten it after so many years.
Zhu Wendong frowned, "You're standing here staring at me while I do it, and you don't even tell me where the things are. You should just sit on the sofa and wait."
This was a euphemism for saying he was in the way.
Qi Yanxue's lips curled up, "I'm afraid you'll poison me."
"I wouldn't go to jail just for a necklace." Zhu Wendong bent over and rummaged through the cupboards one by one, his voice muffled.
Qi Yanxue raised her eyelids and reminded, "The third floor on the right."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wendong went over and saw the honey. He poured some in with a spoon and suddenly asked a question.
"Why is your house decorated exactly the same as it was back then?"
There was silence behind him.
Zhu Wendong thought the person behind him had left, so he turned around and was caught off guard by a deep and sharp gaze.
"You..." Here, why don't you speak?
As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I was interrupted by him.
"Not everyone likes novelty as much as you do," Qi Yanxue raised her eyes, "but you seem to have forgotten that the apartment was designed according to my preferences."
The hangover soup in the pot was stirred and swirled constantly, and the vortex in the center made people dizzy.
Zhu Wendong clenched the spoon tightly in his hand and turned his head away in silence.
Qi Yanxue suddenly smiled.
Just like before, if I want to provoke him, I provoke him. If I want to break up, I will find an excuse to dump him. Now if I want to come back, I can do so with peace of mind.
If I didn't know who she was going to California for, I would have almost been so self-indulgent.
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